Living World Songtext
von T.V. Smith

Sometimes I wake in the night
And my skin′s too tight
And my room's too small
I could bounce around inside it like a rubber ball
I hear the walls groan and the crowd call
Would it help me any if I headed for the light
Called a rescue line
Spoke to somebody on the outside
Until I fit right into the stereotype

Still wouldn′t feel part of a living world
Of a living world

If I put the radio on
And the T.V. on
Threw the windows wide
Listened to the sound of the cars rushing by
Let my mind go with the traffic flow

Still wouldn't feel part of a living world
Of a living world


And I know it's a living world
But do I want to crawl from under my rock
And make out in a living world
In the wide streets and the bright shops

If I changed my attack
Tried running with the pack
Moved away from my spot
Taxied down the runway for a take-off
To where the sky′s clear and the sun′s hot
If I zapped through my channels
And improved my mind
Re-designed for the times
Worked twenty-four hours, then exercised
Until I fit right into the stereotype

Still wouldn't feel part of a living world
Of a living world

And I know it′s a living world
But do I want to crawl from under my rock
And make out in a living world
In the wide streets and the bright shops